The miserable Mu Yan had to give her a handful of sympathetic tears.

It wasn't until the moire python was completely thrown into meat sauce that the fourth senior sister suddenly woke up, "Oops, it's too bad, the lunch I finally found for the little junior sister was broken into meat sauce by me again." Alas, it's all muddy, how can I eat it!"

The corners of Mu Yan's mouth twitched, she understood that the strength of the people in this Xiaoyaomen was so strong, how could they be so poor?

The feelings are either strange or violent, and the food is in their hands, and even the residues are not full.

......

Entering the Xiaoyao Gate from the back door, Mu Yan saw Chu Moli, the third senior brother who was clear and in a wheelchair.

Chu Moli was dressed in green clothes, with a handsome appearance and a slender figure.

In front of him is a pair of lakes and mountains, blue sky and rising sun.

In the morning light, he is holding a paintbrush and painting on the easel he has set up.

That appearance is really like a gentleman, a scholar, and is incompatible with this violent and impoverished free man.

As a result, Mu Yan quietly approached and saw the painting painted by Chu Moli, but he was dumbfounded.

I saw that there was no white space on the huge drawing paper, only a dazzling scarlet color.

In the midst of the scarlet is a monstrous roar, a ghost head that emerges from the lava of hell.

And the white bones that are being gnawed by the ghost head.

As if sensing her approaching, Chu Moli turned his head and showed a gentle smile, "What do you think of my painting?"

Mu Yan's forehead jumped: I don't know how you draw, but I seem to feel that you are a pervert.

In the face of such a good lake and spring, you can actually draw such a dark and treacherous bloody picture.

She barely pulled out a smile, "It's good." ”

Chu Moli's smile became gentler and softer, "Thank you little junior sister for the compliment!"

Mu Yan shook his head and quickly retreated.

......

After seeing Chu Moli's metamorphosis, Mu Yan didn't feel surprised when he saw the fifth senior brother with light makeup and bright makeup, but felt more cordial.

"Five Divisions...... Sister, good morning. ”

Ling Yusheng raised his head from the pattern he was embroidering, revealing a beautiful face, and said angrily: "Don't you see that I'm embroidering?

Mu Yan said with interest: "What is the fifth senior sister embroidering?"

Ling Yusheng glanced at her, but still replied, "Mandarin duck moire purse." ”

"The embroidery is so beautiful!" Mu Yan looked enviously at Ling Yusheng's slender and good-looking ten fingers holding thin needles shuttling across the cloth, "I don't have this skill at all." Fifth Senior Sister, you are so powerful!"

Her Xiaobao's clothes were all torn at the beginning and she bought new ones directly.

Later, when Xiaobao got older, it was all made up by Xiaobao.

She's so incompetent.

Ling Yusheng heard her praise her skills, and immediately showed a smile like a flower, "The little mouth is so sweet, what if I give it to you after I finish embroidering this purse?"

"Really?"

"Hmph, of course it's true, when did the slave family tell a lie!"

Mu Yan left satisfied.

Ling Yusheng looked at her back, couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, and muttered, "Don't she really think I'm an alien and a disgusting monster?"

......

It only took Mu Yan two hours to visit the Xiaoyao Gate and the front and back mountains.

She wanted to ask Luoyu how she could find some livelihood and get Xiaoyaomen out of abject poverty.

As soon as I pushed the door open, I saw Lan Luoyu, a cute young man, lying on the table with a solemn face, drawing something seriously.

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